I don’t know what to do in this environment I’m full of love but it feels like I’ve lost it Who are my friends? Why am I here? I know what my purpose is, but the pathway’s not clear. Everyday I go to school sit through Chemistry but my mind worries about people sitting through … [Read more…]

Oh the wonders, the uncertainties, and excitement I had. The first steps I would take. The traditions I would embrace. The colors I would wear The crimson that would flow. I walked on stage. Diploma at hand and cap over me. Smiled like a king. My work had only begun. My own room for a … [Read more…]

It was an epic adventure, and that’s what I wanted since Richard had those: He worked hard and flaunted the laws of physics he exploited. Physics made the magic real and puns made the English language a playground where one could reveal the subtle twist and turn in the juncture of each structure that we … [Read more…]

His head was almost bald. Wanting no one to see the prickly hairs that stood up like a fresh “Army-strong” buzz cut, he tried wearing a hat to make himself feel tough. By covering his dome he had the bravado to act black— inner-city rough. His royal blue Kangol hat was like Mother Earth tilted on her … [Read more…]

Every day I wake up put on my coat, warm up a cuppa, and spend a little time sipping as my engine warms. Every day by seven thirty, I’m at school, sitting pretty behind my apple-adorned desk; every day by seven forty-five, so is Daniel in his chair— Daniel, in his bright red long-sleeved jacket the … [Read more…]

I’m from Detroit. I was three times more likely to go to jail than graduate high school. I am not in jail. But don’t you worry, I teach in the barrio— just a displaced middle school teacher from the Murder Mitten. Back home they closed all our public schools. I did not know this many white people existed … [Read more…]

Mackenzie Mullins is an undergraduate student at OU and an avid illustrator. Her work (and life) is glittery, a little anachronistic, and unapologetically, intersectionally feminist. She plans to study Studio Art and then head into a career in concept art/visual development after college. You can find more of her art at bluewitching.tumblr.com!

The worst part of 2016 was that it divided us like fractions Leaving the fragments for 2017 to clean How are we supposed to move forward with glass in our feet? Whose wounds bleed hate and hellfire We have taken another trip ‘round the sun The year now a mere snapshot in the photo album … [Read more…]

The fear we feel cannot compare to theirs; Although, I think it too relative to contrast; We’re told we must simply reduce our cares- “Get over it” and put the past in the past. A vital support system vanishes When oppressed people have silenced pain; Instead of deeming an identity fictitious, Know that empathy can … [Read more…]